"This weather..."

Cao Chun stood on the battlements of Yuyang and looked north.

The howling cold wind swept in from the north, pushing the clouds in the sky like a shepherd driving his sheep.

After a period of hard work, Yuyang finally looked better, and Cao Chun breathed a sigh of relief. He was not as arrogant as before. However, there was still a lingering shadow in Cao Chun's heart. He always felt that war

One day he will come to this land again...

Fear cannot slow down the coming of war. Just like the snowstorm in winter, what is supposed to come will still come. Then all we can do is to be prepared for everything, so that when the snowstorm comes, we can face it more calmly.

After experiencing the last battle in Youzhou, Cao Chun was somewhat relieved to find that the cavalry under his command, after the last polishing, seemed to have sharpened their swords, and some of their sharpness and edge were revealed.

.

Back then, I commanded the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry. Now that I think about it, it is just a name. It is still somewhat far away from the so-called real Tiger and Leopard Cavalry. It is like a recruit has not been baptized by blood. A recruit will always be a recruit, no matter how experienced he is.

No matter how much training, I always feel a little bit panicked when I go to the battlefield for the first time. Only after the first bloody battle can I be reborn...

Cao's cavalry in Yuyang can truly be called cavalry now. If given time and more training, and then use these soldiers as the backbone, it may not be impossible to cultivate a cavalry team that can always rival the hussars!

Cavalry is people and horses.

People's problems are easy to talk about. Whether it is the land of Youzhou or the north of Jizhou, there is no shortage of brave men. The problem is war horses.

As long as he has enough war horses, Cao Chun is confident that in the land of Youzhou, he will feed war with war and bring out a cavalry that can truly fight, a veritable tiger and leopard cavalry!

So the current problem is to solve the problem of war horses.

As long as the problem of the war horses can be solved, the troubled land of Youzhou will be revitalized in an instant...

Yuyang has salt, iron, and grain, but no war horses.

Obviously, war horses cannot be like the games of later generations, where a horse farm is built next to the city, and then the civilians with hammers jingle and hammer, and then the war horses are automatically added to the warehouse every cycle...

Of course Cao Chun also wanted to raise horses, but first he had to have a pasture, secondly he had to have someone who could raise them, and then he had to be able to keep them. However, Cao Chun could not satisfy any of these three aspects.

Therefore, there is only one way left in front of Cao Chun...

The cold wind howled, Cao Chun looked to the north, as if he wanted to see the brilliance in the distance through the gradually lowering night...

"I hope... everything goes well..."

Cao Chun was originally going to go back, but for some reason, Cao Chun suddenly stopped and looked through the battlements to the bottom of the city.

The area under the city was originally Zhang He's camp.

Zhang He, Zhang Junyi...

Cao Chun was silent for a moment, then raised his head again, then patted the battlements and left.

In the cold wind, the battlements still stood silently, without saying a word, but the deep marks of knife and axe-marks on the body were still deep and did not recover with the passage of time...

Outside the Desert Pass, in the camp, little fires lit up, and the stars in the sky fell to the ground.

Zhang He flashed through Cao Chun's mind. At this moment, he was standing under the three-color flag.

Zhang He stood outside the tent, looking back at the towering mountains in the darkness.

Since rejoining the Han family, everything seems to have become peaceful, he is no longer afraid of the dark night, and he even seems to have a little more hope for the future.

In the desert, everything looks desolate, especially after it snows, and there is no trace of humans or animals.

In total, Zhang He is already thirty-two years old this year

For many things, Zhang He traveled to Jizhou and Youzhou from the age of twenty-three, fighting on the battlefield and gambling in the workplace, and then saw the replacement of political big shots, and also saw the changes of ants and common people. Perished, but Zhang He never found his own position.

Because of all the speculations about the Cavalry General, Zhang He circled and tossed in the desert, but after the final decision was made, he calmed down. Even if the result may not be as he wished, he may still regret it, but still There will be no resentment because of this...

Zhang He had some insights, there were already too many dissatisfactions in this world.

The more you ask for more, the more dissatisfaction you will get.

The less you ask for, the less confusion and influence you receive...

"General Zhang..."

The soldiers on the side called softly.

"Ready?" Zhang He looked back and said, "Let's go patrol the camp."

Every night, every hour, there is a patrol of the camp. This was originally the duty of the captain or the captain. Zhang He originally had reasons not to do it, but Zhang He still insisted on letting Zhao Yun put him on the rotation of patrolling the camp. among.

The firelight flickered, and Zhang He slowly walked forward along the road inside the camp. Behind him was a group of hussars on guard.

The military camp was orderly, and the soldiers were resting in their respective tents. When Zhang He passed by, he could occasionally hear the sounds of some soldiers snoring, grinding their teeth, and talking in their sleep...

This made Zhang He feel very comfortable and relaxed.

Everything is the way it was originally, and everything is the way it is best.

The more you get, the more things you carry, and as you carry more and more things, you become more and more unable to let go...

Even sometimes I want to let go, but I can't.

Ding Lingtou wanted to give up and go south, but he wanted to let go, but others did not allow him to let go.

Ding Lingtou calls him Tujin Luozhou. This is a new name he gave himself. Of course, it is also the name chosen by heaven through the ox bone...

The Xianbei people failed, so the remaining Xianbei people in the desert are like pieces of fat meat. Many people can't help but put them down. Even if Tujinluozhou wants to bring these Dingling people back, these people

Reluctant to part with it.

Gold, silver, furs, population, as well as the artifacts that Xianbei had traded or robbed in the Han Dynasty over the years, all made these Dingling people excited and crazy. They kept taking them on their bodies and loading them on their horses.

In the big tent of Ding Lingtou, the voice of fierce words could not be covered up by the biting cold wind, and they continued to come out. Everyone seemed to want to express their opinions, which led to everyone

I couldn't hear their opinions clearly. There were buzzing sounds everywhere in the big tent, but it was difficult to form a unified opinion.

As a result, they rose up in vain. When Xianbei was weak, these Dingling people, or Gaoche people, who replaced Xianbei in the north, did not have a so-called profound background. They were originally subordinate to the Xiongnu, and they once knelt down and worshiped in front of the Xiongnu.

The Xianbei people's feet can now turn over and ride on the Xianbei people to rub and output wildly. This feeling almost makes these Dingling people crazy...

As a pure nouveau riche, Ding Lingtou’s big tent is filled with almost all kinds of luxury goods, from silks and satins to gold and silver, from utensils to utensils. At this stage, the most expensive and beautiful ones

, became the only standard.

Tujin Luozhou has a headache.

On the one hand, he felt that the current expansion was too fast, which was indeed not good. He needed to shrink and organize the troops, and then lay a foundation. But on the other hand, the Dingling tribe was still an alliance structure, and its political system was almost no different from that of the Huns and Xianbei.

, so Ding Lingtou's strength has expanded, and other tribes have also expanded. This expansion has even increased the voices of other tribes, giving them more confidence to chatter in the big tent.

People in bitter cold places have some preference for strong liquor. This is also a place where the Han people ridicule, thinking that strong liquor is only suitable for barbarians, but for the Dingling people, they are not so particular. As long as it is wine, it is really

Everything is good, even the most pungent kumiss, you can still drink it happily.

Everyone wants to eat meat and drink wine, and then eat more meat and drink more wine.

This is the problem that Ding Lingtou is facing now. He wants to slow down other tribes, but other tribes are unwilling. Countless gains have made these people distracted and blinded.

"Those Han people with the tricolor flag are silent! I've seen it with my own eyes! Those Han people are all in the south, only the Wuhuan people!"

"If we stop, won't we give those Wuhuan people an advantage?"

"The Wuhuan people are not good people! They robbed the ones in the south today, and they will come to rob the ones in the north tomorrow! Sooner or later we will have to fight with them!"

"Then what are you waiting for? Why not fight now! Who is afraid of whom?!"

"The Wuhuan people are all useless, my men can kill three of them one by one!"

"That's right! Why stop? You can't stop at all..."

The chaotic sounds made Tujin Luozhou more and more irritable, "Okay! Listen to me!"

The sounds in the big tent gradually stopped.

The surrounding area became quiet, except for the whistling sound of the wind.

Tujin Luozhou looked around slowly for a week, and just when he opened his mouth to speak, he suddenly heard someone running from outside and shouting: "Big boss! Big boss! It's not good, it's not good! Wu"

The Huan people are calling, they are calling!』

In the big tent, after a few breaths, a louder noise erupted than before!

Ding Ling people can't let it go, and Wuhuan people can't let it go either.

The Wuhuan people also felt that this was a great opportunity. The Wuhuan people's confidence lay in Liu He, and Liu He's confidence did not come entirely from Zhao Yun. Liu He was even vaguely dissatisfied with Zhao Yun...

Because Liu He thought Zhao Yun would help him take over Youzhou before, but it turned out not to be the case. Controlling Youzhou and restoring Liu He's father's former glory was Liu He's biggest obsession.

Dark clouds roll in.

Night falls.

If we were in Han Dynasty at this time, would we be able to see the bright moon hanging high in the sky?

Although some places in the south are not as cold as the area over Dingling, it is still desolate wherever you look...

Ding Lingren's actions came to a halt, which confused Liu He and Wuhuan Renlouban. To solve the confusion, we can't just think about it on the spot, but actually do it...

A tentative attack, if this is done in a hand conversation, is called "testing the hand".

Liu He stood on the hill, looking at the bright moon in the sky, silently watching and thinking, a feeling of homesickness slowly came to his heart, and the face of his father Liu Yu appeared in his mind, but he didn't know what
To be continued...